Heart of Steele (10 page)

That damn macho pride of his burst out and
swelled his chest. It’d been good for her, and he knew it. He
wanted to shout, maybe beat his chest a few times, but he leaned
down and kissed her, softly, slowly tracing her lips with his
tongue.

Pulling back, he eased his still-hard cock
from her slick pussy. Shit, he’d be ready to go again in
minutes.

Her body shuddered and she circled her hips
as she purred. Literally purred. “Steele. Why did we wait so long
to do this?”

He laughed as he climbed off the bed and
headed for the bathroom. “I have no idea, but I’m plannin’ to make
up for lost time.”

Her soft laugh reached him and something
unexpected tugged at his heart. He shook it off. After all, he’d
just had the most intense orgasm of his life. It had to be an
emotional reaction to a physical milestone.

After dealing with the condom, he walked back
into the bedroom. She lay in the middle of the bed facing the
windows. “It’s getting cloudy.”

“There’s a front coming in.” He lay behind
her, fitting as much of his body to hers as he could. He wrapped
his arm around her belly and propped his head up on his bent arm.
“We’ll get a few inches of snow by morning.”

“Really?” She rubbed her palm along his
forearm. “I can’t wait to see it.”

“You didn’t get snow in Montana?” He nibbled
at her toned shoulder.

“Yes, but I haven’t been home in the winter
in a couple years.” Her hand stopped moving and she tensed. “I
brought Mom to LA the last few Christmases to get her out of the
cold for a few weeks.”

Something definitely was going on at home.
Tracy probably figured it was too soon to unload her innermost
concerns on him. After a few weeks, maybe a month, he’d press her
for more.

The idea of having her in his life for a
while didn’t give him the urge to run and hide like it did with
most women.

“So, you know how to ride a snowmobile?”
Steele had been heading outside to check on the machines earlier,
before Tracy had lured him into the bathtub. His cock, nestled in
the soft curve of her lower back, twitched.

When she wiggled to adjust her position, she
pressed tighter against him. “It’s been a lot of years, but I have
ridden before.” She looked up at him. “Is it pretty easy sledding
up here?”

He nodded. “We’ve got trails cut and marked.”
He leaned down and kissed her nose. “Or you could always ride on
the back of mine.”

Her smile lit her face. “I think I’d rather
take my chances on my own.”

A gust of wind blew snow from the ground
against the windows. The first flakes of the storm followed, light
and fluffy, swirling around in the wind at the front of the
storm.

He traced her cheekbone with one finger.
Something she’d said earlier came back to him. “You said before,
when I was inside you, that you knew it would be like this.”

Tracy sighed. “I did. You know how sometimes
it just clicks?”

“Yep.” He’d had that same startling urgency
whenever he’d been around her. Like he had to find a way to be with
her, or he’d miss something important.

Things were getting too deep again.

“Are you hungry? You didn’t have much for
breakfast.” He rolled her onto her back and flung a leg over
hers.

“Not really, but I could watch you eat.”

Steele bit the tip of his tongue between his
teeth and glanced down her body to her bare pussy. “Oh yeah? You
want to watch me eat right now?”

She rolled toward him, pressing her breasts
to his chest. “I’d like that, but I think my body needs a break.”
Her fingers trailed across his cheekbone. “I’m not used to all this
attention.”

He took that to mean she’d not been treated
to so many orgasms so close together. Cupping her ass cheek, he
pulled her against his semi-hard cock. “How about some reheated
pizza then a swim? Would that recharge your batteries?”

“It would. I found a brand new swimsuit with
all the other things in my room.” She kissed his chin. “Thank you.
That was very considerate.”

“My pleasure.” He swallowed. “I’m glad we
ended up here. Together.”

Tracy wiggled her hips, rubbing herself
against his cock. “Yeah, I can tell.” She grinned.

He smacked her ass. “Don’t tempt me, sugar.”
Jumping out of bed, he held out his hand to her. “Not ‘till after
you’re rested and ready for me again.”

They walked into the bathroom and Steele
pulled on the sweatpants he’d left there earlier. He focused on
getting his shaft to relax, but with Tracy bending over and
collecting her clothes, it was hard. Literally.

She carried her clothes and they headed down
the hall to her room. “I’ll be a couple minutes.”

He kissed her, a quick press of lips just
meant to show her how much he liked her. “I’ll be in the kitchen.”
As he walked away, he poked at his feelings a bit. He liked her,
had fun with her—both in and out of bed—and really cared about the
things she kept secret in her life.

When he had the pizza rewarming in the
microwave, he leaned against the counter. Was it just that sexual
click she’d talked about, or was it more for her, too? Fuck if he
wasn’t getting attached already.

She came downstairs wearing the blue robe his
caretakers had bought for her and floppy pink slippers on her feet.
They sat at the kitchen island eating pizza and drinking beer while
they watched the storm intensify.

He talked about his conversation with Chase
the night before—well, the parts of the conversation that dealt
with Reno and their baby. Nothing about the viral video they’d
unintentionally starred in.

She told stories about snowstorms in Montana
and he started to see a picture of her life. Poor, some alcohol
abuse involved, and something with her brother from the way she
rarely mentioned him.

When they’d finished eating, she peeled back
the shoulder of her robe to reveal a floral strap. “I’ve got my
suit on. It almost fits.”

He tugged at the robe. “Let me be the judge
of that.”

“Uh uh.” Shifting away, she raised her brows.
“Not until you’re in your trunks.”

“I think I’ve got a pair of them somewhere.”
He slung his arm around her shoulders and they walked through the
house and out into the pool room. “Help yourself to a drink, if you
want one.” He ducked into the changing room and grabbed one of the
pairs of trunks he kept hanging in there.

He didn’t use the pool unless his niece and
nephew were here, and then he was in it for hours at a time. He
missed those kids. Val brought them here for the last family
birthday because Steele couldn’t get away from LA for more than a
day. They loved it here, but looking back, it’d been selfish of him
to make five people travel to him, instead of just making room in
his schedule to get to them.

He stepped out into the glass pool room and
spotted Tracy in her floral one-piece suit dipping a toe into the
hot tub.

“Mm.” The things he could do to her in the
hot tub.

****

Tracy shivered despite the warmth of the
room. With the gray snow clouds blocking the sun, and flakes
falling all around the room, she felt exposed, standing there
alone. Then she spotted Steele walking toward her.

His trunks were dark red plaid, and his smile
rivaled the sun on a bright LA day. “You want some water?
Anything?” He stopped at the bar and grabbed a can of beer.

“I’m okay, thanks.” She pulled her hair up
into a ponytail and twisted it around to make a bun. “Can we get in
the spa first? I’m chilled.”

Cracking the can open, he walked toward her.
“Sure.” He helped her in then slid in next to her.

The heat warmed her all the way to the middle
of her bones. “This is nice.”

Sitting across from her, one arm stretched
along the ledge of the spa, he drank his beer. “You’ve spent more
time in water today than you have out of it.”

Tracy swam across and sat next to him. “It’s
like a vacation. I want to do everything, miss nothing.” When he
offered her his beer, she took it and finished the last few ounces.
Her leg brushed against his, and a tingle of awareness rose in her
nipples and deep in her belly.

His fingers brushed her neck and played with
the little hairs at her nape. “I was thinking about that too,
Tracy.” He leaned closer, his chest brushing her shoulder. “Doing
everything, I mean.” His gaze locked with hers.

Her hand found his thigh and stroked the
length, his light hair silky in the hot water. She understood what
he was saying, and wanted exactly the same thing. While she’d had
boyfriends, she hadn’t let herself experiment with them. Hadn’t
trusted that they were in control of themselves enough to do all
the things she wanted to try.

Steele was more in control than anyone she’d
ever met, and she knew she’d be safe with him. She wanted to
experiment, and their time was limited. She’d just go for it. “I’d
like that, too.” Meeting his stare, she gave him a look that she
hoped was a mix of sexy and determined. “I want to go...around the
world.”

His eyes popped open wide. “Oh yeah?” He
looked away and blinked a couple times. “That’s exactly what I was
thinking.” He slanted a sideways look at her. “What, exactly, does
that term mean to you?”

Thankfully, the heat and steam of the spa had
already made her cheeks pink. “I know you think I’m just a country
girl who fell off the sugar beet truck, but I’ve been in LA long
enough to have learned a few things.”

His mouth curled up at one side in that cute,
crooked grin. “Sugar beet, huh?” He laughed. “How the hell can you
talk around-the-world in one sentence, then cash crop in the
next?”

She didn’t mind his gentle teasing. He was
trying to put her at ease. “If you’d rather not...” Pushing away,
she bit back her own smile.

He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him,
facing him, setting her on his lap with her legs on each side of
him. “I’d rather do everything you want, sugarbeet, and a dozen
things besides.” As his eyes darkened, his lids lowered. “Now, in
your learned opinion...” He grabbed her ass and slid her so her
mound pressed against the hard thickness of his erection. “How far
around the world have we come already?”

Tracy ran her hands over his chest, flicking
her fingers against his hard, flat nipples. “I don’t know about
you, but I’ve come three times already.”

His laugh rolled out of him. “You know,
finding out you have a quirky sense of humor—when I also think
you’re gorgeous, sexy, and intelligent—is one of the best surprises
of my life.” He ran his hand down her spine, slowly, as his other
hand cupped her breast and thumbed her nipple.

His compliment shocked her. He’d said some
kind things, but this was almost a statement of intent. She needed
to keep things casual. “I find you sexy, too. I can’t wait to see
where in the world you’re going to take me next.”

“Just one place left to visit.” His hand
reached her ass and he slid a finger along her crack, stopping at
her anal hole. “Have you ever...?”

She shook her head. “But I want to.” Her slit
contracted just thinking about him taking her there. “I know it’s
different. It’s more like pain than when you’re in my pussy.”

“We’ll start slowly.” His hand slipped
underneath the fabric covering her butt. “I’ll stretch you before I
take you.” He shivered and his breath came faster. Circling her
anus, he pressed against it with one finger. “You’ll tell me if you
need me to stop.”

She nodded, but the excitement of what was
about to happen, and the sweet touch of his finger had her core
shuddering with pleasure.

“Wait here.” He set her on the tile seat and
jumped out of the spa, walked across the room and through the doors
into his man cave. In seconds, he headed back toward her and the
erection tenting the front of his trunks gave her chills of
delight. He set condoms and a clear bottle of lube on the ledge and
walked to a rack of thick, white towels.

Choosing three of them, he unfolded two of
them partially and laid them on top of one another on the edge of
the spa. He set the other down next to it.

He was going to take her in the spa. Despite
the warm water, she shivered and pressed her thighs together,
wiggling them to increase the pressure in her pussy.

He peeled off his trunks and climbed in,
standing in front of her, magnificent with his big muscles bulging,
and his cock pulsing fast and red so close to her mouth.

She leaned forward to take a taste, and he
stepped back.

“Sugar. I’ve got a hair-trigger around you.”
He helped her stand. “If you touch me, I’m not gonna be any good to
you for a while.”

Tracy got to her feet and moved close enough
so his cock bumped against her belly. Her hands bracketed his hips.
“I need you hard and ready, Steele.” A burst of excitement made her
bold. “I need you to slide your cock into my ass and make me
come.”

His eyes rolled back for a second and he
growled. “Damn, you know how to make me lose control.” Grasping the
straps of her swimsuit, he tugged them down her shoulders.

She helped strip it off.

He tossed it and it landed on the pool deck
with a splat. Steele wrapped his big hands around her neck and jaw,
tipping her head up to meet his lips. His kiss was fast and wild,
their breaths mingling and their tongues tangling. He ended the
kiss just as quickly.

With his eyes a stormy gray green, he looked
into hers. “Are you sure you’re ready for this, Tracy?”

His hands shook slightly. It must have taken
all his willpower to stop and ask her this.

“Yes. I want this.” Her belly shivered,
sending chills up her spine and to her nipples. With his help, she
stood on the submerged ledge and settled herself face-down on the
towels, her ass in the air, her legs spread, her feet and calves in
the water. She opened her pussy wide for him.